…Small talk (X) One soul; a reprise

Whereas if it had another verse
And wouldn’t be found too perverse

It might grow legs all on its own
And call another poem, home

Fifteen thousand march beneath the banner
Not to excite, just because they are free

One soldier rallies and banters for spare change
Not feeling parched but for cups of tea

“Fork handles! Handles for forks!” – Ronnie Barker

Fifteen thousand shout beneath the banner
Not to excite, just because they are free

And if this stanza should spark a revival
I’ll meet you in part three


 

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